#saltflower

The Moonflower Faerie looked down at The Salt of Solidarity as she straddled his lap, frantically trying to place her glove on in order to not poison him.

"Hn..~" a soft sound left her lips, which she imlediately tried to silence by biting down on her lips. Such sound was made due to the tingling sensation of a calloused finger tracing the edge of her wings from the tip to the base.

"My Moonflower, please don't shy away" The Salt of Solidarity spoke, his voice a velvet whisper as his hands moved from her wings towards her hands, grabbing them both and pressing his lips against her knuckles.

"W-wait what if you'll get poisoned!?" She frantically spoke as she tried to pull away her wrist — and he tightened his grip in response; not enough to be painful but to be firm and grounding.

"My love" he murmured, pressing another kiss to the tip of her fingers. "Your poison can't harm me" he muttered, kissing down towards her wrist.She tried to squirm, but he persisted. And to his senses, she was an intoxicating cookie — sweeter than any wine he ever tasted, and more intoxicating than any rums he have drank. He teasingly licked her finger tips before speaking, "You taste sweet, my love"

White Lily Cookie's wings flared in response, face looking away in embarrassment at his statement. "S-Salt... You flatter me..." She couldn't help herself but mumble as her eyes failed to meet his. She then felt the warm sensation of hid lips traced upwards towards her neck, littering her body with pecks — a promise in each kiss as he reached her neck.

"Then let yourself be flattered, my love. You deserve all the praise within this world" He whispered into her ears. He could practically feel his desire pressing against hers as she squeezed her legs around his thighs. "You've brought me nothing but joy today, and I simply miss your touch" he confessed, feeling a hitch of her breath as he kissed against her pulse point. "So let me... Serve you just this once" he murmured, his voice a velvet whisper as his teeth lightly nipped her dough.A small soft whimper left her lips as her hands grasp his shoulder. Her fingers entangled with his hair — confused on whether to push away or pull him close...

"Salt..." A breathy melody as she leaned down to bite down on his shoulder — a mark of her own.

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